Monday
Shaken and stirred awake from dreams in morning blur it seams a cup of coffee and my ride to work will wake me up for: a spreadsheet struggle, negotiation haggle […]
Shaken and stirred awake from dreams in morning blur it seams a cup of coffee and my ride to work will wake me up for: a spreadsheet struggle, negotiation haggle […]
A sudden slip he’s sliding deep in pink to sink from payroll to another role: streets and benches paper-bags and stench refused, unused defiled with lies. I could not link […]
A cross to bear my name, unfur(l)s to winter hibernation and unprovoked aggression, To be is not the bee as honey stings — when stolen from your nest. Or with […]
With wind-up birds and waterfalls, with marble of the hermit’s cave with silky satin of his shepherdess with crumbling mortar balustrades his mini mansions’s justified by scheming of his pyramids […]
I. Boulders side by side a brotherhood when river-water finds a frothy way around – side by side a shelter to provide salmon spawning space. II. Communicating brotherhood with words […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis